Hahahahahaha
My nigga back on you bitches
Middle finger, motherf*ckers
Stunt on 'em hoes (Mustard on the beat, ho)
I like a ghetto bitch (bitch), with a ass super fat (yeah)
Spend it, I'ma make it right back
Got weed in my lap
F*ck her, then she gon' get attached
Don't be asking me where your bitch at
Nig-nigga, I'm mack, nigga, I'm back (woo)
They want a new slap (yeah), well nigga, this that
Got your bitch on my sack (yeah), nigga, you sad (yeah)
Broke as a joke, and nigga, I don't laugh
Nigga in the ghetto, get up on my level
She know I'm the shit, yeah, she dig me like a shovel (murder)
Millions, have several, nigga, I'm a rebel
And the head so good, she deserve a medal (yeah)
X on the map, bitch, treasure on my dick (on my dick)
She open up her mouth like a dentist going in (going in)
I'm a flossy ass nigga in a saucy ass whip (skrrt skrrt)
Chose up on your friend, bitch, it is what it is (bitch)
I ain't scared to admit it, bitch, I'm a menace
Living in the mansion, I ain't no tenant (bitch)
Please don't harass me, get your ass finished (bitch)
I got big Benjamin (yeah), call me Mr. Benny (yeah)
I got too many (hahahahaha) (cash)
Money, cash, hoes, I got too many (my nigga back on you bitches)
Five, four, three hoes (middle finger motherf*ckers)
Nigga, I got too many (woo), I got too many (woo)
I got too many (ha), I got too many (bitch)
Cars, clothes, I got too many (ha)
Flows, five, four, three hoes
Nigga, I got too many (woo), I got too many (ha)
I got too many (bitch), I got too many (ha)
Cars, clothes, I got too many (ha)
Flows, five, four, three hoes, nigga, I got too many
Bandanner (bandanner), keep a wrap on a hammer (hammer)
Can't stand her, gotta teach the bitch manners (manner)
And my chain light up like a jack-o'-lantern (lantern)
I don't want your bitch, I got high standards (bitch)
Big stamina (yeah), life in the camera (yeah)
I got Canadian hoes like a nigga from Canada (sheesh)
And my bitch a Gemini, I don't think you can handle her (nope)
Twenty hoes, beachfront, had a show up in Panama (yeah)
Why would I lie? Got a life in Dubai (ah)
She wanna have a baby, she said, "Baby, cum inside" (yeah)
I got one life to live, and I can't give you mine (nope)
Right now, got another bitch in my mind (ha)
I got too many (hahahahaha) (cash)
Money, cash, hoes, I got too many (bow down to greatness, legendary shit nigga)
Five, four, three hoes
Nigga, I got too many (woo), I got too many (woo)
I got too many (ha), I got too many (bitch)
Cars, clothes, I got too many (yeah)
Flows, five, four, three hoes
Nigga, I got too many (woo), I got too many (ha)
I got too many (bitch), I got too many (ha)
Cars, clothes, I got too many (ha)
Flows, five, four, three hoes, nigga, I got too many (many)
Tyga - Legendary Album Lyrics
Tyga - Legendary Lyrics
Writer: Michael Stevenson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lightskin Lil Wayne
F*ck you gon' stand next to a nigga like me that really do it
And you don't do it?
The f*ck from by me, man
Hello, motherf*cker, what's my name? (What's my name?)
In the Rolls, asking bitches how I came (how I came)
Got a king-size bed on the plane (on the plane)
She'll get deplaned if she complain (don't complain)
My diamonds shining, we ain't pay the same (the same)
Got a Jay-Z watch, it changed the game (the game)
Yeah, big dawg status, get it appraised (appraised)
Told that bitch these ain't braids, she gon' f*ck for the fame (woo)
I'm the cane cane sugar mane, ice in the ring
I'ma bang bang, let it bang, bust it on your face (baw)
Watch what you say, what you say to me, you gon' feel the bank (baw)
Told that nigga give me space, shoot it pocket corner eight (yeah)
Money in the Chase, big weight by the waist (woah)
If she got a fat ass, put the icing on the cake (ice)
I'm a pussy fanatic, get obsessed with the baddest (yeah)
Put it so deep, told her don't be dramatic (ha)
How you feel? How you feel? I'ma make a film with her
Keep it real, keep it real, you ain't really real, nigga
What's the deal? What's the deal? I'm a big deal, nigga (skrrt)
Ice, ice, ice, she wanna chill with a nigga, ayy
Soaking bitches with the champagne (champagne)
I'm the new lightskin Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
I gotta touch it if them titties fake (if it's fake)
I don't do this shit to entertain (entertain)
Soaking bitches with the champagne (champagne)
I'm the new lightskin Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
High as a star on a plane (on a plane)
I don't do this shit to entertain (entertain)
Got that mack game, bitches call me Mack Maine (yeah)
And I slide on your block like a nigga that skate
And you know my campaign, got a bitch in every state (yeah)
Got your bitch in her lace, she gon' bend, I don't break (nope)
Dear God, pray for all enemies (yeah)
They gon' fall to they death, she gon' fall to her knees (ah)
I get blessed by the best and I'm fallin' asleep (yeah)
A nigga been hot since 500 Degreez (ayy)
How you feel? How you feel? I'ma make a film with her
Keep it real, keep it real, you ain't really real, nigga (skrrt)
What's the deal? What's the deal? I'm a big deal, nigga (skrrt)
Ice, ice, ice, she wanna chill with a nigga, ayy
Soaking bitches with the champagne (champagne)
I'm the new lightskin Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
I gotta touch it if them titties fake (if it's fake)
I don't do this shit to entertain (entertain)
Soaking bitches with the champagne (champagne)
I'm the new lightskin Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
High as a star on a plane (on a plane)
I don't do this shit to entertain (entertain)
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my neck, yeah, yeah
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my neck, ayy
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my neck, ayy
Diamonds on my, neck, diamonds on my neck
Yo, don't give a f*ck about what they do
How can they be better? I don't, I breathe this shit
I'm in the studio right now, B
I just done a song with Shakira and Beyoncé
I just got off 106 premiering my new video today
I switched hoodies and tennis shoes and came to the f*ckin' studio, not the club
The studio, nigga
And you don't do it?
The f*ck from by me, man
Hello, motherf*cker, what's my name? (What's my name?)
In the Rolls, asking bitches how I came (how I came)
Got a king-size bed on the plane (on the plane)
She'll get deplaned if she complain (don't complain)
My diamonds shining, we ain't pay the same (the same)
Got a Jay-Z watch, it changed the game (the game)
Yeah, big dawg status, get it appraised (appraised)
Told that bitch these ain't braids, she gon' f*ck for the fame (woo)
I'm the cane cane sugar mane, ice in the ring
I'ma bang bang, let it bang, bust it on your face (baw)
Watch what you say, what you say to me, you gon' feel the bank (baw)
Told that nigga give me space, shoot it pocket corner eight (yeah)
Money in the Chase, big weight by the waist (woah)
If she got a fat ass, put the icing on the cake (ice)
I'm a pussy fanatic, get obsessed with the baddest (yeah)
Put it so deep, told her don't be dramatic (ha)
How you feel? How you feel? I'ma make a film with her
Keep it real, keep it real, you ain't really real, nigga
What's the deal? What's the deal? I'm a big deal, nigga (skrrt)
Ice, ice, ice, she wanna chill with a nigga, ayy
Soaking bitches with the champagne (champagne)
I'm the new lightskin Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
I gotta touch it if them titties fake (if it's fake)
I don't do this shit to entertain (entertain)
Soaking bitches with the champagne (champagne)
I'm the new lightskin Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
High as a star on a plane (on a plane)
I don't do this shit to entertain (entertain)
Got that mack game, bitches call me Mack Maine (yeah)
And I slide on your block like a nigga that skate
And you know my campaign, got a bitch in every state (yeah)
Got your bitch in her lace, she gon' bend, I don't break (nope)
Dear God, pray for all enemies (yeah)
They gon' fall to they death, she gon' fall to her knees (ah)
I get blessed by the best and I'm fallin' asleep (yeah)
A nigga been hot since 500 Degreez (ayy)
How you feel? How you feel? I'ma make a film with her
Keep it real, keep it real, you ain't really real, nigga (skrrt)
What's the deal? What's the deal? I'm a big deal, nigga (skrrt)
Ice, ice, ice, she wanna chill with a nigga, ayy
Soaking bitches with the champagne (champagne)
I'm the new lightskin Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
I gotta touch it if them titties fake (if it's fake)
I don't do this shit to entertain (entertain)
Soaking bitches with the champagne (champagne)
I'm the new lightskin Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
High as a star on a plane (on a plane)
I don't do this shit to entertain (entertain)
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my neck, yeah, yeah
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my neck, ayy
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my neck, ayy
Diamonds on my, neck, diamonds on my neck
Yo, don't give a f*ck about what they do
How can they be better? I don't, I breathe this shit
I'm in the studio right now, B
I just done a song with Shakira and Beyoncé
I just got off 106 premiering my new video today
I switched hoodies and tennis shoes and came to the f*ckin' studio, not the club
The studio, nigga
Writer: Michael Stevenson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
On Me
Jet Left
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
Jet Left
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
Oh my, must I been in a coma?
Cuban chicks lookin my way 'cause I'm so fly
Right now, Should I approached him like
How was you uh, attacked like a cobra
Like some guys
But I ain't the type ma,
I super thirst my girst
All hyped up (What's up?)
More words than you can think of
Ferrel, flashy, young and almost famed up (GY)
GA the man ya sah
Rent for the real price please sir? (No charge) Thank you
Now That's me directing like All Star
Songs with simileys making you smell like Karma
Cops, Cards, me fake ID
Prolly in the glove compart, I'm sorry
Underaged, so you can't charge
But officer, no autograph y'all
'cause I
Jet Left
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
Jet Left
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
I gotta super size me (Haha)
I gotta super size me (I do I do!)
I gotta super size me (Whaaa)
'cause they don't recognize me (Recognize me)
I gotta super size me (I do)
I gotta super size me (Haha!)
I gotta super size me (Uh uh)
'cause they don't recognize me (C'mon)
Little baby steps share harder than the next
If it goes by turns then I should be next
VTs rated X MTVs first listen
You want diamonds on your chest?
A monopoly set? Skip Baltic Ave
Gimme a house or a jet (No a house AND a jet!)
Like Rhymefest, when I'm rhyming on the set
I need a brand new fit shoes, to have
But now, I'm lookin like more to the stars
When there's light fame they can see who you are
(See they love you now, they didn't love you before)
Well, maybe right now, to them I'm so impor
Tint in the tint and the rims are on a spor
Car, come along I got four
Underaged, so you can't charge
But officer, no autograph y'all
'cause I
Jet Left
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
Jet Left
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
I gotta super size me (I do!)
I gotta super size me (I do)
I gotta super size me (Whaaa)
'cause they don't recognize me (They don't recognize me)
I gotta super size me (I do!)
I gotta super size me (I do)
I gotta super size me (Wha)
'cause they don't recognize me
Ahhhhh haha
I guess they gonna recognize me now if it is peak stuff
We got em going in a glove on this track
Haha!
GDIC, young money NT
The caters, Big evil, corporation I see ya
Tell I made it
Haha!
I gotta super size me
I gotta super size me (Ahh)
I gotta super size me (Ahh)
'cause they don't recognize me(Cmon)
I gotta super size me (Haha!)
I gotta super size me (Ha!)
I gotta super size me
'cause they don't recognize me
(Laughing)
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
Jet Left
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
Oh my, must I been in a coma?
Cuban chicks lookin my way 'cause I'm so fly
Right now, Should I approached him like
How was you uh, attacked like a cobra
Like some guys
But I ain't the type ma,
I super thirst my girst
All hyped up (What's up?)
More words than you can think of
Ferrel, flashy, young and almost famed up (GY)
GA the man ya sah
Rent for the real price please sir? (No charge) Thank you
Now That's me directing like All Star
Songs with simileys making you smell like Karma
Cops, Cards, me fake ID
Prolly in the glove compart, I'm sorry
Underaged, so you can't charge
But officer, no autograph y'all
'cause I
Jet Left
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
Jet Left
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
I gotta super size me (Haha)
I gotta super size me (I do I do!)
I gotta super size me (Whaaa)
'cause they don't recognize me (Recognize me)
I gotta super size me (I do)
I gotta super size me (Haha!)
I gotta super size me (Uh uh)
'cause they don't recognize me (C'mon)
Little baby steps share harder than the next
If it goes by turns then I should be next
VTs rated X MTVs first listen
You want diamonds on your chest?
A monopoly set? Skip Baltic Ave
Gimme a house or a jet (No a house AND a jet!)
Like Rhymefest, when I'm rhyming on the set
I need a brand new fit shoes, to have
But now, I'm lookin like more to the stars
When there's light fame they can see who you are
(See they love you now, they didn't love you before)
Well, maybe right now, to them I'm so impor
Tint in the tint and the rims are on a spor
Car, come along I got four
Underaged, so you can't charge
But officer, no autograph y'all
'cause I
Jet Left
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
Jet Left
Louie Vuiton Bag
Under the Icee they don't recognize me
So Uh
You following me?
'cause I stay buff like the marshmallow man
I gotta super size me (I do!)
I gotta super size me (I do)
I gotta super size me (Whaaa)
'cause they don't recognize me (They don't recognize me)
I gotta super size me (I do!)
I gotta super size me (I do)
I gotta super size me (Wha)
'cause they don't recognize me
Ahhhhh haha
I guess they gonna recognize me now if it is peak stuff
We got em going in a glove on this track
Haha!
GDIC, young money NT
The caters, Big evil, corporation I see ya
Tell I made it
Haha!
I gotta super size me
I gotta super size me (Ahh)
I gotta super size me (Ahh)
'cause they don't recognize me(Cmon)
I gotta super size me (Haha!)
I gotta super size me (Ha!)
I gotta super size me
'cause they don't recognize me
(Laughing)
Writer: PATRICK STUMP, MICHAEL STEVENSON
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Stash
Mustard on the beat, ho
Yeah, pop champagne, put the pussy on my lap, yeah
I'm the type of nigga that live what I rap (blaow)
Make a famous bitch drive where I'm at (yeah)
Daddy was a hustler, I was born to be a mack (yeah)
Hit the booty club and I'm airing out the racks (cash)
She licking on my neck while you staring in the back (back)
I'm the type of nigga that was built to last
She want that yolk, I got more in the stash (yolk)
I got more in the stash (yeah)
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash (more in the stash)
The price was a bag
Broke that shit down, rolled that shit on the dash (dash)
I got more in the stash
Open the stash, price was a bag (bag)
Roll that shit on the dash
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash
You ain't shit, where your mans at? (Mans at?)
Said you ain't cheating, it's a lap dance (lap dance)
You gon' turn a nigga to a madman (madman)
And we gon' turn his body into quicksand (quicksand)
I'm loving how you looking in them Tom Ford heels
You the murder mami 'cause you dressed to kill
Ain't shit realer than real on real
I can make you famous, for real
Sitting real low like a Big Wheel (Big Wheel)
I'm a bad boy like Big Will (Big Will)
Walking out the bank with a new deal (new deal)
"You want that in cash?" Nigga, hell yeah, hell yeah
Pop champagne, start the foreplay (foreplay)
She strip to her toes in the doorway (strippin')
It ain't the hallway, it's the whore-way (bitch)
See yourself out in the morning
Told that bitch (what?)
I got more in the stash
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash (more in the stash)
The price was a bag
Broke that shit down, rolled that shit on the dash (dash) (on the dead homies)
I got more in the stash
Open the stash, price was a bag (bag) (blew the bag)
Roll that shit on the dash
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash
Blueface, baby
Yeah aight, famous Crip, I can make you famous (scoop)
Good die young, instead of safe, I gotta stay dangerous (stay dangerous)
Pockets blue, I'm a Crip, you know I blew a bag (blew the bag)
Blower to his lips like a mustache (ooh)
Blueface pendant bustin' like a disabled man (bustin')
Movie clips on me like the cable man (bop)
Glock poppin' and lockin', make 'em break dance (poppin' and lockin')
I wanna see ass shaking, not shake hands (bleed 'em)
I came to get it in, I only got dead friends (on the dead homies)
No rockstar, but I play with hella bands (big bands)
Only 91 supremeium in my Mercedes Benz (big bands)
Blueface, baby
Yeah, I got more in the stash
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash (more in the stash) (yeah aight)
The price was a bag
Broke that shit down, rolled that shit on the dash (dash) (on the dead homies)
I got more in the stash
Open the stash, price was a bag (bag) (yeah aight)
Roll that shit on the dash
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash (ooh)
Yeah, pop champagne, put the pussy on my lap, yeah
I'm the type of nigga that live what I rap (blaow)
Make a famous bitch drive where I'm at (yeah)
Daddy was a hustler, I was born to be a mack (yeah)
Hit the booty club and I'm airing out the racks (cash)
She licking on my neck while you staring in the back (back)
I'm the type of nigga that was built to last
She want that yolk, I got more in the stash (yolk)
I got more in the stash (yeah)
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash (more in the stash)
The price was a bag
Broke that shit down, rolled that shit on the dash (dash)
I got more in the stash
Open the stash, price was a bag (bag)
Roll that shit on the dash
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash
You ain't shit, where your mans at? (Mans at?)
Said you ain't cheating, it's a lap dance (lap dance)
You gon' turn a nigga to a madman (madman)
And we gon' turn his body into quicksand (quicksand)
I'm loving how you looking in them Tom Ford heels
You the murder mami 'cause you dressed to kill
Ain't shit realer than real on real
I can make you famous, for real
Sitting real low like a Big Wheel (Big Wheel)
I'm a bad boy like Big Will (Big Will)
Walking out the bank with a new deal (new deal)
"You want that in cash?" Nigga, hell yeah, hell yeah
Pop champagne, start the foreplay (foreplay)
She strip to her toes in the doorway (strippin')
It ain't the hallway, it's the whore-way (bitch)
See yourself out in the morning
Told that bitch (what?)
I got more in the stash
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash (more in the stash)
The price was a bag
Broke that shit down, rolled that shit on the dash (dash) (on the dead homies)
I got more in the stash
Open the stash, price was a bag (bag) (blew the bag)
Roll that shit on the dash
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash
Blueface, baby
Yeah aight, famous Crip, I can make you famous (scoop)
Good die young, instead of safe, I gotta stay dangerous (stay dangerous)
Pockets blue, I'm a Crip, you know I blew a bag (blew the bag)
Blower to his lips like a mustache (ooh)
Blueface pendant bustin' like a disabled man (bustin')
Movie clips on me like the cable man (bop)
Glock poppin' and lockin', make 'em break dance (poppin' and lockin')
I wanna see ass shaking, not shake hands (bleed 'em)
I came to get it in, I only got dead friends (on the dead homies)
No rockstar, but I play with hella bands (big bands)
Only 91 supremeium in my Mercedes Benz (big bands)
Blueface, baby
Yeah, I got more in the stash
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash (more in the stash) (yeah aight)
The price was a bag
Broke that shit down, rolled that shit on the dash (dash) (on the dead homies)
I got more in the stash
Open the stash, price was a bag (bag) (yeah aight)
Roll that shit on the dash
Gave her my chain, I got more in the stash (ooh)
Writer: Michael Stevenson, Johnathan Porter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Haute
Make it haute
Make it haute (yeah)
I've been up four days, havin' three ways (yeah)
Like my bitches in twos, I'm the one, man (One)
Tryna jump in my lane, I'm in the air, man (woo)
Make her fall in love, she gon' want the last name (ha)
I'm a giant to these niggas like San Fran (whoa)
And this beat slap, nigga, like a backhand (whoa)
I know you wanna f*ck a rapper, you a rap fan
How you just glo'd up like Pac-man? (Pac-man)
I get it, you got bands (yeah, yeah)
Make your own money, make a nigga spend his whole advance (yeah, yeah, whoa)
If I hit once, then I know I can hit it again
T-shirt and your panties on, baby, you know what it is
I make it haute (yeah, yeah)
I make it haute (make it haute)
(Make it haute, make it haute)
Don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
I make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
Yeah, leggo, J Balvin, man, don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute
Está caliente como volcán, ey
Me tiene detrá' de ella como perro guardián (grr)
Está pegada, soy su fan
Se unió a mi equipo y me uní a su clan, ey
Hipnotismo como Moon y Jackie Chan, ey
Cuando twerkea ella mueve ese flan, ey
De eso' tan bueno ya no dan, ey
Calla a lo Wu-Tang Clan, ey
Cuidao', te muerde mi boa
Tiro rimas como Noa (Noa)
No quiero un pedazo, te quiero toda
¿Está' llorando? Ven y lo sobas
'Toy activo, mami, tú me dice' when
Soy de threesome, así que trae a tu friend
Le explotó la nota cuando le dio al pen (ey)
Él con una y yo llego con el haren
I make it haute, leggo, J Balvin, man (yeah, yeah)
I make it haute (make it haute)
(Make it haute, make it haute) Chris Brown, Tyga
Don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop) Latino gang yeah, yeah
(Don't stop, pop, pop) I make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
Don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute (make it haute)
You gon' blow my cover, baby
You gon' make me pull it up, give you that lover, lover, baby
Put my hands all on her ass (huh) I know it's rough, baby
A lot of heat from your thighs
So I'll take my time when I'm in that
Moving right to left
I won't waste no time when I'm in that
When I'm feelin' on your spot, you gon' make it haute
You know what it is (huh)
Show me what you doin' down, lower your hips
I gotta tell it like it is (huh)
Baby, you're on fire now
I make it haute (yeah, yeah)
I make it haute (make it haute)
(Make it haute, make it haute)
Don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
I make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
Don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute
Make it haute (yeah)
I've been up four days, havin' three ways (yeah)
Like my bitches in twos, I'm the one, man (One)
Tryna jump in my lane, I'm in the air, man (woo)
Make her fall in love, she gon' want the last name (ha)
I'm a giant to these niggas like San Fran (whoa)
And this beat slap, nigga, like a backhand (whoa)
I know you wanna f*ck a rapper, you a rap fan
How you just glo'd up like Pac-man? (Pac-man)
I get it, you got bands (yeah, yeah)
Make your own money, make a nigga spend his whole advance (yeah, yeah, whoa)
If I hit once, then I know I can hit it again
T-shirt and your panties on, baby, you know what it is
I make it haute (yeah, yeah)
I make it haute (make it haute)
(Make it haute, make it haute)
Don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
I make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
Yeah, leggo, J Balvin, man, don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute
Está caliente como volcán, ey
Me tiene detrá' de ella como perro guardián (grr)
Está pegada, soy su fan
Se unió a mi equipo y me uní a su clan, ey
Hipnotismo como Moon y Jackie Chan, ey
Cuando twerkea ella mueve ese flan, ey
De eso' tan bueno ya no dan, ey
Calla a lo Wu-Tang Clan, ey
Cuidao', te muerde mi boa
Tiro rimas como Noa (Noa)
No quiero un pedazo, te quiero toda
¿Está' llorando? Ven y lo sobas
'Toy activo, mami, tú me dice' when
Soy de threesome, así que trae a tu friend
Le explotó la nota cuando le dio al pen (ey)
Él con una y yo llego con el haren
I make it haute, leggo, J Balvin, man (yeah, yeah)
I make it haute (make it haute)
(Make it haute, make it haute) Chris Brown, Tyga
Don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop) Latino gang yeah, yeah
(Don't stop, pop, pop) I make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
Don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute (make it haute)
You gon' blow my cover, baby
You gon' make me pull it up, give you that lover, lover, baby
Put my hands all on her ass (huh) I know it's rough, baby
A lot of heat from your thighs
So I'll take my time when I'm in that
Moving right to left
I won't waste no time when I'm in that
When I'm feelin' on your spot, you gon' make it haute
You know what it is (huh)
Show me what you doin' down, lower your hips
I gotta tell it like it is (huh)
Baby, you're on fire now
I make it haute (yeah, yeah)
I make it haute (make it haute)
(Make it haute, make it haute)
Don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
I make it haute (make it haute)
(Don't stop, pop, pop)
Don't stop, pop, pop, make it haute
Writer: Michael Ray Nguyen Stevenson, Jose Alvaro Osorio Balvin, Christopher Maurice Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Werkkkk
Mustard on the beat, ho
I been up 'til morning through the late night
I can't get no sleep, the money all mine
I like that dress on you when it's skintight
I'ma work your body into overtime
I'ma work your body (body)
I'ma work your body (body)
Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell
Baby, I won't tell nobody
It's the freak in you, so thotty
With that tongue you get so naughty
How you ride it like Ducatti
Don't give that to anybody
Baby, I kiss it gentle, get in your mental (yeah)
Stretch your body out like a limo (yeah)
One on one, teach you fundamentals
I like that thong but I'm not like SisQó
And you got my rocket hard like a missile (bah)
I load my clip, shoot it like a pistol (bah)
I can get that pussy, I'm optimistic (yeah)
Rush that foreplay, right to lickin'
Yeah, I'm creepin' (creepin'), and I'm deep in (deep in)
Yeah, it's slippery (slippery), and it's leakin' (leakin')
You're my freak (freak, freak), for the weekend (for the weekend)
Don't tell nobody, it's a secret
I been up 'til morning through the late night
I can't get no sleep, the money all mine
I like that dress on you when it's skintight
I'ma work your body into overtime
I'ma work your body (body)
I'ma work your body (body)
Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell
Baby, I won't tell nobody (it's a secret)
Go missy (go), go easy (go)
Bounce that ass like you doin' it for TV
We made a sextape, got it on repeat
And it's our little personal thing, thing
Bet I make the shit hot, got it on spring bling
He can get you promise ring, I can get you everything
You know I'm a big dawg, niggas know my pedigree
I'ma stunt hard 'til I'm old in my seventies
And the watch so bright, niggas say it's heavenly
And you know the way I make her cum, she won't ever leave
F*ck her like it's two of me, I don't need a tag team
Know your friend is a groupie, we can make this shit a group thing
I don't need nobody else
Way you ride that dick, you gon' need a seatbelt, woah, woah
I been up 'til morning through the late night
I can't get no sleep, the money all mine
I like that dress on you when it's skintight
I'ma work your body into overtime
I'ma work your body (body)
I'ma work your body (body)
Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell
Baby, I won't tell nobody (it's a secret)
I'ma work your body (body)
I'ma work your body (body)
Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell
Baby, I won't tell nobody (it's a secret)
I been up 'til morning through the late night
I can't get no sleep, the money all mine
I like that dress on you when it's skintight
I'ma work your body into overtime
I'ma work your body
I'ma work your body
Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell
Baby, I won't tell nobody
I'ma work your body into overtime
(I'ma work your body)
I'ma work your body into overtime
I been up 'til morning through the late night
I can't get no sleep, the money all mine
I like that dress on you when it's skintight
I'ma work your body into overtime
I'ma work your body (body)
I'ma work your body (body)
Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell
Baby, I won't tell nobody
It's the freak in you, so thotty
With that tongue you get so naughty
How you ride it like Ducatti
Don't give that to anybody
Baby, I kiss it gentle, get in your mental (yeah)
Stretch your body out like a limo (yeah)
One on one, teach you fundamentals
I like that thong but I'm not like SisQó
And you got my rocket hard like a missile (bah)
I load my clip, shoot it like a pistol (bah)
I can get that pussy, I'm optimistic (yeah)
Rush that foreplay, right to lickin'
Yeah, I'm creepin' (creepin'), and I'm deep in (deep in)
Yeah, it's slippery (slippery), and it's leakin' (leakin')
You're my freak (freak, freak), for the weekend (for the weekend)
Don't tell nobody, it's a secret
I been up 'til morning through the late night
I can't get no sleep, the money all mine
I like that dress on you when it's skintight
I'ma work your body into overtime
I'ma work your body (body)
I'ma work your body (body)
Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell
Baby, I won't tell nobody (it's a secret)
Go missy (go), go easy (go)
Bounce that ass like you doin' it for TV
We made a sextape, got it on repeat
And it's our little personal thing, thing
Bet I make the shit hot, got it on spring bling
He can get you promise ring, I can get you everything
You know I'm a big dawg, niggas know my pedigree
I'ma stunt hard 'til I'm old in my seventies
And the watch so bright, niggas say it's heavenly
And you know the way I make her cum, she won't ever leave
F*ck her like it's two of me, I don't need a tag team
Know your friend is a groupie, we can make this shit a group thing
I don't need nobody else
Way you ride that dick, you gon' need a seatbelt, woah, woah
I been up 'til morning through the late night
I can't get no sleep, the money all mine
I like that dress on you when it's skintight
I'ma work your body into overtime
I'ma work your body (body)
I'ma work your body (body)
Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell
Baby, I won't tell nobody (it's a secret)
I'ma work your body (body)
I'ma work your body (body)
Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell
Baby, I won't tell nobody (it's a secret)
I been up 'til morning through the late night
I can't get no sleep, the money all mine
I like that dress on you when it's skintight
I'ma work your body into overtime
I'ma work your body
I'ma work your body
Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell
Baby, I won't tell nobody
I'ma work your body into overtime
(I'ma work your body)
I'ma work your body into overtime
Writer: Michael Stevenson, Dijon McFarlane
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Maykherkhum
Yeah, I make her
Yeah, I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum
Yeah, I make her cum
You make her run (goddammit, Dupri)
Yeah, make her cum with my tongue, I don't use the teeth (nah)
She said f*ck that dinner, I got somethin' you could eat (yeah)
Emoji with the peach, use my face as a seat (ah)
Squeegee with the leak as she stand on top of me, yeah
And she got that big booty like your auntie
Natasha, ride me, baby like it when it cream
It's melt, melt, meltin' (yeah), pop, poppin' on the bean (yeah)
Straight up, 12 o'clock, your lil' hands on my cock (woah, woah)
Put that grease in that pot, it's gon' pop when it's hot
When I blow, get you knocked, make your friend come and swap
She said, "Baby, kiss me," I told that bitch just what I'm not
I f*ck her real good, check my pocket for my knot
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum (yeah), you make her run (yeah, ha)
You a bitch nigga (you), lil' dick Rick nigga (you)
I'm a rich nigga (me), big dick, slip in her (her)
You make your bitch bitter (woah), when I'm with her, she get tender (ayy)
I'm a clit ripper, wrist glitter, Cris' sipper (yeah)
Strip tipper, crop a nigga out a picture (shake that)
She a toss, so the homie call her Flipper (woo)
She f*cked a boss, and you not a boss, nigga (nope)
Sip liquor, nip slip, slip in her (yeah)
She ride for my angle, grippin' on her ankle
Squirtin' on the blanket, don't be tryna fake it, I know you can take it
You can laser, you can shave it, if it's trimmed, I'll take it
Hold my tongue on your clit, make that shit go brazy
Pop, pop, poppin' on your bean, make that shit scream
And you down for anything, ATM, yeah, anything (damn)
We can make a scene, watch another scene, let it drip
Melt out like ice cream
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum (yeah), you make her run (ha)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Once you make a woman cum, real hard
Once you make a woman say, "Ooh"
No matter how bad you f*ck up, no matter what you do wrong
No matter what you say, no matter what you do
As long as you say, "I'm sorry"
She will listen to your story, and that's the truth
That's the God's honest truth
It is the truth, stop it
Yeah, I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum
Yeah, I make her cum
You make her run (goddammit, Dupri)
Yeah, make her cum with my tongue, I don't use the teeth (nah)
She said f*ck that dinner, I got somethin' you could eat (yeah)
Emoji with the peach, use my face as a seat (ah)
Squeegee with the leak as she stand on top of me, yeah
And she got that big booty like your auntie
Natasha, ride me, baby like it when it cream
It's melt, melt, meltin' (yeah), pop, poppin' on the bean (yeah)
Straight up, 12 o'clock, your lil' hands on my cock (woah, woah)
Put that grease in that pot, it's gon' pop when it's hot
When I blow, get you knocked, make your friend come and swap
She said, "Baby, kiss me," I told that bitch just what I'm not
I f*ck her real good, check my pocket for my knot
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum (yeah), you make her run (yeah, ha)
You a bitch nigga (you), lil' dick Rick nigga (you)
I'm a rich nigga (me), big dick, slip in her (her)
You make your bitch bitter (woah), when I'm with her, she get tender (ayy)
I'm a clit ripper, wrist glitter, Cris' sipper (yeah)
Strip tipper, crop a nigga out a picture (shake that)
She a toss, so the homie call her Flipper (woo)
She f*cked a boss, and you not a boss, nigga (nope)
Sip liquor, nip slip, slip in her (yeah)
She ride for my angle, grippin' on her ankle
Squirtin' on the blanket, don't be tryna fake it, I know you can take it
You can laser, you can shave it, if it's trimmed, I'll take it
Hold my tongue on your clit, make that shit go brazy
Pop, pop, poppin' on your bean, make that shit scream
And you down for anything, ATM, yeah, anything (damn)
We can make a scene, watch another scene, let it drip
Melt out like ice cream
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum, make her cum, make her cum (yeah), make her
I make her cum (yeah), you make her run (ha)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Once you make a woman cum, real hard
Once you make a woman say, "Ooh"
No matter how bad you f*ck up, no matter what you do wrong
No matter what you say, no matter what you do
As long as you say, "I'm sorry"
She will listen to your story, and that's the truth
That's the God's honest truth
It is the truth, stop it
Writer: Michael Stevenson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Vibrate
Goddamn it, Dupri
It's a whole lotta girls 'round the world when I only want to see ya
In the VIP, cash on us, poppin' 'luxe bottles, open up, I only want to feed ya (feed ya)
In the club, single file in
Bad bitch, you can call, you can dial in
Money, power, bring in a dolly
I f*cked a shawty, pussy cold, f*cked her on a freezer
And I been had peeped it, shawty look too exotic (exotic)
I had no reason to lie, baby, I'm on and poppin'
Let me lick you
Eat it once, baby, I don't miss you (miss you)
Hammer in my pants, it's a pistol (pistol)
Pull up on a nigga, what's the issue?
Niggas want to know where the safe at (safe at)
Bitches want to f*ck me with the latex (latex)
Gotta keep a strap like safe sex (safe sex)
She wanna f*ck, we ain't even met yet (nope)
I'm down for the bitch, she up on my dick
When I turn around, she don't be runnin' her lips
When I I'm out of town, she be keepin' it lit
Next time a nigga want you, get another bitch
I just don't give a f*ck
not tryna be in love
But I'll put you first in line
can't be with you all the time
Vibrate, vibrate (vibrate)
Why wait? Why wait? (She vibrate)
Bad bitch, it's a hot day (hot)
Ass fat, I'm lookin' at it sideways
I smoke an ounce sack (ounce sack, ounce sack)
I left a bitch where I found that
I let 'em switch, I want lap dances
I told her, "Bounce that, bounce that" (bounce that)
Yeah, hunnids on the floor (shoo)
Your body navigation tell me where to go (go)
Deep up in your ocean, baby, do you deepthroat?
You know I got a thing for your pretty white toes
You was there with me when a nigga was broke
Fly, get you everything if it's in the store (everything)
And I buy you wedding ring, just so you can show (show it)
Tell them other bitches that a nigga so dope (so dope)
I get blessings on me (me), I got blessings on me (me)
I'm what's missing, what you need
Some good sex is what you need
We link up and the rest is history
Close your eyes, count to three
Don't be cheatin', tryna peek
You know what you're gon' see
You're my little secret (secret)
If I put you on, can you keep it?
I'ma make that pussy
Vibrate, vibrate (vibrate)
Why wait? Why wait? (She vibrate)
Bad bitch, it's a hot day (hot)
Ass fat, I'm lookin' at it sideways
I smoke an ounce sack (ounce sack, ounce sack)
I left a bitch where I found that
I let 'em switch, I want lap dances
I told her, "Bounce that, bounce that" (bounce that)
You're my little secret
If I put you on, can you keep it?
Hunnids on the floor, gotta sweep it
She say money make her cum, get her so wet
Vibrate, vibrate (vibrate)
Vibrate, vibrate (vibrate)
We got bands, what was your excuse?
Jump over, TEC left 'em bruised
It's a whole lotta girls 'round the world when I only want to see ya
In the VIP, cash on us, poppin' 'luxe bottles, open up, I only want to feed ya (feed ya)
In the club, single file in
Bad bitch, you can call, you can dial in
Money, power, bring in a dolly
I f*cked a shawty, pussy cold, f*cked her on a freezer
And I been had peeped it, shawty look too exotic (exotic)
I had no reason to lie, baby, I'm on and poppin'
Let me lick you
Eat it once, baby, I don't miss you (miss you)
Hammer in my pants, it's a pistol (pistol)
Pull up on a nigga, what's the issue?
Niggas want to know where the safe at (safe at)
Bitches want to f*ck me with the latex (latex)
Gotta keep a strap like safe sex (safe sex)
She wanna f*ck, we ain't even met yet (nope)
I'm down for the bitch, she up on my dick
When I turn around, she don't be runnin' her lips
When I I'm out of town, she be keepin' it lit
Next time a nigga want you, get another bitch
I just don't give a f*ck
not tryna be in love
But I'll put you first in line
can't be with you all the time
Vibrate, vibrate (vibrate)
Why wait? Why wait? (She vibrate)
Bad bitch, it's a hot day (hot)
Ass fat, I'm lookin' at it sideways
I smoke an ounce sack (ounce sack, ounce sack)
I left a bitch where I found that
I let 'em switch, I want lap dances
I told her, "Bounce that, bounce that" (bounce that)
Yeah, hunnids on the floor (shoo)
Your body navigation tell me where to go (go)
Deep up in your ocean, baby, do you deepthroat?
You know I got a thing for your pretty white toes
You was there with me when a nigga was broke
Fly, get you everything if it's in the store (everything)
And I buy you wedding ring, just so you can show (show it)
Tell them other bitches that a nigga so dope (so dope)
I get blessings on me (me), I got blessings on me (me)
I'm what's missing, what you need
Some good sex is what you need
We link up and the rest is history
Close your eyes, count to three
Don't be cheatin', tryna peek
You know what you're gon' see
You're my little secret (secret)
If I put you on, can you keep it?
I'ma make that pussy
Vibrate, vibrate (vibrate)
Why wait? Why wait? (She vibrate)
Bad bitch, it's a hot day (hot)
Ass fat, I'm lookin' at it sideways
I smoke an ounce sack (ounce sack, ounce sack)
I left a bitch where I found that
I let 'em switch, I want lap dances
I told her, "Bounce that, bounce that" (bounce that)
You're my little secret
If I put you on, can you keep it?
Hunnids on the floor, gotta sweep it
She say money make her cum, get her so wet
Vibrate, vibrate (vibrate)
Vibrate, vibrate (vibrate)
We got bands, what was your excuse?
Jump over, TEC left 'em bruised
Writer: Michael Stevenson, Khalif Malik Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Shit I Like
Do the shit I like, do the shit I like
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
I met you in the club (Club), told me hit you up (Up)
Baby, you the one (One), all these niggas wanna f*ck (F*ck)
I wanna make you mine 'cause I'm into makin' love (Yeah)
We can take slow 'cause I ain't in a rush (Rush, rush)
Ten thousand cash in your Prada bag, yeah
She said money make her cum and these niggas make her laugh
I'm a boss, make it back, got you runnin' up a tab
I ain't never trust a bitch, I just love your lil' swag
Got you in your bag (Bag), Birkin bag (Bag)
You ain't even famous, paparazzi gotta flash
When they see that ass, they just gotta get attached (Yeah)
I love how you lookin' from the back
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
I wanna see you with me first, G-string, t-shirt
Put it in reverse, girl, I'll show you how that pool work
Heard that pussy got gold, show me what it's really worth
And your nigga got shine, I been stuntin' since birth
Let me hit that (Yeah), fit that (Yeah)
Let a nigga grip that (Yeah), tip that (Woah)
You can make a wish, baby, Sinbad (Hah)
I could be your genie, you my Jasmine (Yeah)
King to these niggas, I don't breathe for these niggas (No)
I'm so cold, probably sneeze on a nigga
T-T-G, army fatigue on these niggas (Yeah)
You my queen and I'm the king, nigga
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
God gave me life, I can get you ice (Ice)
If you keep it tight (Tight), love me for life (Life)
You wanna run it up (Up), I can get you right (Right)
And that's okay 'cause you gon' spend the night, ayy
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight (So tight)
Do the shit I like, do the shit I like
I see this shit in the magazines
"A Hundred Ways to Please Your Man" by some lady
Get outta here, man, come on
Ain't no hundred ways, that list is four things long
Just suck his dick, play with his balls
Then fix him a sandwich and don't talk so him much, and he gon' be happy
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
I met you in the club (Club), told me hit you up (Up)
Baby, you the one (One), all these niggas wanna f*ck (F*ck)
I wanna make you mine 'cause I'm into makin' love (Yeah)
We can take slow 'cause I ain't in a rush (Rush, rush)
Ten thousand cash in your Prada bag, yeah
She said money make her cum and these niggas make her laugh
I'm a boss, make it back, got you runnin' up a tab
I ain't never trust a bitch, I just love your lil' swag
Got you in your bag (Bag), Birkin bag (Bag)
You ain't even famous, paparazzi gotta flash
When they see that ass, they just gotta get attached (Yeah)
I love how you lookin' from the back
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
I wanna see you with me first, G-string, t-shirt
Put it in reverse, girl, I'll show you how that pool work
Heard that pussy got gold, show me what it's really worth
And your nigga got shine, I been stuntin' since birth
Let me hit that (Yeah), fit that (Yeah)
Let a nigga grip that (Yeah), tip that (Woah)
You can make a wish, baby, Sinbad (Hah)
I could be your genie, you my Jasmine (Yeah)
King to these niggas, I don't breathe for these niggas (No)
I'm so cold, probably sneeze on a nigga
T-T-G, army fatigue on these niggas (Yeah)
You my queen and I'm the king, nigga
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
God gave me life, I can get you ice (Ice)
If you keep it tight (Tight), love me for life (Life)
You wanna run it up (Up), I can get you right (Right)
And that's okay 'cause you gon' spend the night, ayy
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
Baby, do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
Do the shit I like (Like), do the shit I like (Like)
You can get it anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight (So tight)
Do the shit I like, do the shit I like
I see this shit in the magazines
"A Hundred Ways to Please Your Man" by some lady
Get outta here, man, come on
Ain't no hundred ways, that list is four things long
Just suck his dick, play with his balls
Then fix him a sandwich and don't talk so him much, and he gon' be happy
Writer: Michael Stevenson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Legendary
Murda on the beat, so it's not nice
She say, "Touch me, tease me, kiss me, and lick me
I know you in a rush, baby, can I get quickie?"
The way you suck it up, you gon' leave me with a hickey
Ooh, you so legendary
Do me, do me
Got it wet like Jacuzzi (ayy)
Move me, move me
Said, "You treat me like a groupie" (yeah)
Ooh, so you wanna act brand new? (New)
You wanna switch up? Baby, that's on you (you)
Ice on my neck, make my heart turn blue (blue)
If a nigga trip, we'll take flight on you (blaow)
Diamonds in my dental, ask what it hit for
She say I'm sweet, I'ma cover incidentals
Swoop you where you at, I got you, ten-four
I know you ain't a slut, baby, you a nympho
She say, "Touch me, tease me, kiss me, and lick me
I know you in a rush, baby, can I get quickie?"
The way you suck it up, you gon' leave me with a hickey
Ooh, you so legendary
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so, ooh, you so legendary
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so, ooh, you so legendary
Pull up in a Ghost, that's scary
Can't go back and forth with a hoe, I'm not Jerry (nah)
Lookin' like a Barbie, you remind me of a fairy (yeah)
F*ck her from the front, she tellin' me we should get married
Ooh, I like my bitches legendary
Ooh, I like my bitches legendary
Hit it from the back, she like f*ckin' on the Addy
I never let her win, it's a baby you can carry
Ooh, she love when I get nasty (nasty)
Ooh, she love to call me zaddy (zaddy)
Bought a Benz on the fourteenth of February
I got you an award 'cause that pussy legendary
She say, "Touch me, tease me, kiss me, and lick me
I know you in a rush, baby, can I get quickie?"
The way you suck it up, you gon' leave me with a hickey
Ooh, you so legendary
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so, ooh, you so legendary
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so, ooh, you so legendary
Ooh, lift it up, ooh, lift it up
Show me them titties, baby, go and lift it up (ayy)
Ooh, lift it up, go on, lift it up
What's under that skirt? Baby, go and lift it up
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so
Ooh, I love my bitches legendary
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so
Ooh, I love my bitches legendary
The royal penis is clean, your highness
She say, "Touch me, tease me, kiss me, and lick me
I know you in a rush, baby, can I get quickie?"
The way you suck it up, you gon' leave me with a hickey
Ooh, you so legendary
Do me, do me
Got it wet like Jacuzzi (ayy)
Move me, move me
Said, "You treat me like a groupie" (yeah)
Ooh, so you wanna act brand new? (New)
You wanna switch up? Baby, that's on you (you)
Ice on my neck, make my heart turn blue (blue)
If a nigga trip, we'll take flight on you (blaow)
Diamonds in my dental, ask what it hit for
She say I'm sweet, I'ma cover incidentals
Swoop you where you at, I got you, ten-four
I know you ain't a slut, baby, you a nympho
She say, "Touch me, tease me, kiss me, and lick me
I know you in a rush, baby, can I get quickie?"
The way you suck it up, you gon' leave me with a hickey
Ooh, you so legendary
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so, ooh, you so legendary
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so, ooh, you so legendary
Pull up in a Ghost, that's scary
Can't go back and forth with a hoe, I'm not Jerry (nah)
Lookin' like a Barbie, you remind me of a fairy (yeah)
F*ck her from the front, she tellin' me we should get married
Ooh, I like my bitches legendary
Ooh, I like my bitches legendary
Hit it from the back, she like f*ckin' on the Addy
I never let her win, it's a baby you can carry
Ooh, she love when I get nasty (nasty)
Ooh, she love to call me zaddy (zaddy)
Bought a Benz on the fourteenth of February
I got you an award 'cause that pussy legendary
She say, "Touch me, tease me, kiss me, and lick me
I know you in a rush, baby, can I get quickie?"
The way you suck it up, you gon' leave me with a hickey
Ooh, you so legendary
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so, ooh, you so legendary
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so, ooh, you so legendary
Ooh, lift it up, ooh, lift it up
Show me them titties, baby, go and lift it up (ayy)
Ooh, lift it up, go on, lift it up
What's under that skirt? Baby, go and lift it up
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so
Ooh, I love my bitches legendary
Ooh, you so, ooh, you so
Ooh, I love my bitches legendary
The royal penis is clean, your highness
Writer: Michael Stevenson, Sergio Kitchens, Shane Lee Lindstrom
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
February Love
Shoot it, aim, cock back (D.A got that)
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Shoot it, aim
My baby, how you fine
You give me a vibe, oh yeah (Shoot it, aim, cock back)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
That's why I need you in my life
Do your body right, yeah
This that love that make you feel like
Girl, that vibe that make you feel right
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
You a star, you're my universe
Girl, you're so down to earth
February love (Love), you be my valentine ('Tine)
I showed you to the world (World), I put it on the line (Line), yeah
Mister Fallback, too busy with my life
You got me thinkin' marriage, I'm talkin' kids and wife
You want that settled life (Life), I'm on that road life
Different city every night, slowin' down ain't the vibe
And you try, you fly to come and see the boy
Wanna spend time, I know you finna get annoyed
Ooh, baby, lay back, panties on my bedspread
And I know how your body works, let me lick that
Got that fire, got that fire, let me lick that
Shoot it, aim, cock back, maybe let me bust that
My baby, how you fine
You give me a vibe, oh yeah (Shoot it, aim, cock back)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
That's why I need you in my life
Do your body right, yeah
This that love that make you feel like
Girl, that vibe that make you feel right
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
You a star, you're my universe
Girl, you're so down to earth
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
This that love that make you feel like
Girl, that vibe that make you feel right
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
You a star, you're my universe
Girl, you're so down to earth
You know I got your back
They front, I'm on they neck
My girl need her respect
Expect nothin' less
More, less, I need my check
So add a couple commas
They can't judge me, your honor
I found out you love me (Love me)
Wanna kiss me (Kiss me), in public (public)
Wanna lock me down, wanna use me (Use me)
Wanna tease me (Tease me), like it used to be (Used to be)
But I ain't havin' that, you so bad with that
Pick up my call, you like, "Roger that"
P-Prada bag (Prada bag), G-Gucci bag (Gucci bag)
Uh, the Fendi, Hermes, you get all of that (All of that)
I take my time with you (With you)
Give me all of you (All of you)
You could take my heart with you, I'm all for you
My baby, how you fine
You give me a vibe, oh yeah (Shoot it, aim, cock back)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
That's why I need you in my life
Do your body right, yeah
This that love that make you feel like
Girl, that vibe that make you feel right
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
You a star, you're my universe
Girl, you're so down to earth
My baby, how you fine
You give me a vibe, oh yeah (Shoot it, aim, cock back)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
That's why I need you in my life
Do your body right, yeah
This that love that make you feel like
Girl, that vibe that make you feel right
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
You a star, you're my universe
Girl, you're so down to earth
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Shoot it, aim
My baby, how you fine
You give me a vibe, oh yeah (Shoot it, aim, cock back)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
That's why I need you in my life
Do your body right, yeah
This that love that make you feel like
Girl, that vibe that make you feel right
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
You a star, you're my universe
Girl, you're so down to earth
February love (Love), you be my valentine ('Tine)
I showed you to the world (World), I put it on the line (Line), yeah
Mister Fallback, too busy with my life
You got me thinkin' marriage, I'm talkin' kids and wife
You want that settled life (Life), I'm on that road life
Different city every night, slowin' down ain't the vibe
And you try, you fly to come and see the boy
Wanna spend time, I know you finna get annoyed
Ooh, baby, lay back, panties on my bedspread
And I know how your body works, let me lick that
Got that fire, got that fire, let me lick that
Shoot it, aim, cock back, maybe let me bust that
My baby, how you fine
You give me a vibe, oh yeah (Shoot it, aim, cock back)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
That's why I need you in my life
Do your body right, yeah
This that love that make you feel like
Girl, that vibe that make you feel right
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
You a star, you're my universe
Girl, you're so down to earth
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
This that love that make you feel like
Girl, that vibe that make you feel right
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
You a star, you're my universe
Girl, you're so down to earth
You know I got your back
They front, I'm on they neck
My girl need her respect
Expect nothin' less
More, less, I need my check
So add a couple commas
They can't judge me, your honor
I found out you love me (Love me)
Wanna kiss me (Kiss me), in public (public)
Wanna lock me down, wanna use me (Use me)
Wanna tease me (Tease me), like it used to be (Used to be)
But I ain't havin' that, you so bad with that
Pick up my call, you like, "Roger that"
P-Prada bag (Prada bag), G-Gucci bag (Gucci bag)
Uh, the Fendi, Hermes, you get all of that (All of that)
I take my time with you (With you)
Give me all of you (All of you)
You could take my heart with you, I'm all for you
My baby, how you fine
You give me a vibe, oh yeah (Shoot it, aim, cock back)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
That's why I need you in my life
Do your body right, yeah
This that love that make you feel like
Girl, that vibe that make you feel right
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
You a star, you're my universe
Girl, you're so down to earth
My baby, how you fine
You give me a vibe, oh yeah (Shoot it, aim, cock back)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
That's why I need you in my life
Do your body right, yeah
This that love that make you feel like
Girl, that vibe that make you feel right
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
(Shoot it, aim, cock back)
You a star, you're my universe
Girl, you're so down to earth
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Shoot it, aim, cock back
Writer: Christopher Brown, Michael Stevenson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Goddamn (Remix)
D.A. Got that dope! (Hah!)
You a bad bitch, come and get your rent paid (ay ay)
Ain't got time for no drama but today the day (ahh)
And my watch gotta be presidente (uh huh)
You coming with me, I don't care what your friend say
Car, automatic, I don't whip it if it's average (woo)
And my bitch got status and your bitch cause static
Goddamn and you niggas ain't worthy (ha)
She gon' kiss on my dick like a Hershey (ha)
Put it so deep, she like, "Baby don't hurt me" (go, go, go)
F*ckin' rappers and athletes, she need a jersey
Always in the club, I can't love her 'cause she thirsty (no)
And I'm watching everything see them niggas lurking (bow)
And she in the backroom working, working
F*cking on my lap and she cursing, cursing (aye)
Nigga like me, I don't show no mercy (no)
When it get wet, feel like I'm surfing
(Goddamn) you a bad bitch come and get your rent paid (ay)
Ain't got time for no drama, but today the day
(Goddamn) and my watch gotta be presidente
You coming with me, I don't care what your friend say
(Goddamn) you a bad bitch come and get your rent paid
Ain't got time for no drama, but today the day
(Goddamn) and my watch gotta be presidente
You a bad bitch, come and get your rent paid
Slide to the left, slide to the left
Take a lil' step, ay, slide to the left (slide)
Slide to the right, slide to the right
Move your panties to the side, I be in it all night (woo)
Make a loyal bitch unloyal (ah)
Tryin' to get up in my section, I don't know you (be gone)
Ay, niggas that make diamonds, that's for you (ah)
Big platinum plaques but they ain't for you (Nah)
I'm a California nigga in a yellow Lamborghini (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
When I take off the top, take off your bikini
Ay, she a lil' freak freak, let a nigga skeet skeet (eh, eh)
Beat it like Billie Jean, then I say hee hee (hee hee)
Boss so Weezy, make it look easy
She gon' throw it back, I'ma catch it like a frisbee
Nigga like me, I don't show no mercy (no)
When they get wet feel like I'm surfing
(Goddamn) You a bad bitch come and get your rent paid
Ain't got time for no drama, but today the day
(Goddamn) And my watch gotta be presidente
You coming with me, I don't care what your friend say
(Goddamn) You a bad bitch come and get your rent paid
Ain't got time for no drama, but today the day
(Goddamn) And my watch gotta be presidente
You a bad bitch, come and get your rent paid (aye)
Slide to the left, slide to the left
Take a lil' step, ay, slide to the left
Slide to the right, slide to the right
Move your panties to the side, I be in it all night
(Goddamn) slide to the left, slide to the left
Take a lil' step, ay, slide to the left
Slide to the right, slide to the right
Move your panties to the side, I be in it all night
(Goddamn)
(Goddamn)
You a bad bitch, come and get your rent paid (ay ay)
Ain't got time for no drama but today the day (ahh)
And my watch gotta be presidente (uh huh)
You coming with me, I don't care what your friend say
Car, automatic, I don't whip it if it's average (woo)
And my bitch got status and your bitch cause static
Goddamn and you niggas ain't worthy (ha)
She gon' kiss on my dick like a Hershey (ha)
Put it so deep, she like, "Baby don't hurt me" (go, go, go)
F*ckin' rappers and athletes, she need a jersey
Always in the club, I can't love her 'cause she thirsty (no)
And I'm watching everything see them niggas lurking (bow)
And she in the backroom working, working
F*cking on my lap and she cursing, cursing (aye)
Nigga like me, I don't show no mercy (no)
When it get wet, feel like I'm surfing
(Goddamn) you a bad bitch come and get your rent paid (ay)
Ain't got time for no drama, but today the day
(Goddamn) and my watch gotta be presidente
You coming with me, I don't care what your friend say
(Goddamn) you a bad bitch come and get your rent paid
Ain't got time for no drama, but today the day
(Goddamn) and my watch gotta be presidente
You a bad bitch, come and get your rent paid
Slide to the left, slide to the left
Take a lil' step, ay, slide to the left (slide)
Slide to the right, slide to the right
Move your panties to the side, I be in it all night (woo)
Make a loyal bitch unloyal (ah)
Tryin' to get up in my section, I don't know you (be gone)
Ay, niggas that make diamonds, that's for you (ah)
Big platinum plaques but they ain't for you (Nah)
I'm a California nigga in a yellow Lamborghini (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
When I take off the top, take off your bikini
Ay, she a lil' freak freak, let a nigga skeet skeet (eh, eh)
Beat it like Billie Jean, then I say hee hee (hee hee)
Boss so Weezy, make it look easy
She gon' throw it back, I'ma catch it like a frisbee
Nigga like me, I don't show no mercy (no)
When they get wet feel like I'm surfing
(Goddamn) You a bad bitch come and get your rent paid
Ain't got time for no drama, but today the day
(Goddamn) And my watch gotta be presidente
You coming with me, I don't care what your friend say
(Goddamn) You a bad bitch come and get your rent paid
Ain't got time for no drama, but today the day
(Goddamn) And my watch gotta be presidente
You a bad bitch, come and get your rent paid (aye)
Slide to the left, slide to the left
Take a lil' step, ay, slide to the left
Slide to the right, slide to the right
Move your panties to the side, I be in it all night
(Goddamn) slide to the left, slide to the left
Take a lil' step, ay, slide to the left
Slide to the right, slide to the right
Move your panties to the side, I be in it all night
(Goddamn)
(Goddamn)
Writer: Michael Stevenson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Taste
(DA)
Slide on a pimp game with my pinky ring
Lotta gang, lotta bitches, and a icy chain
Why you claim that you rich? That's a false claim
I be straight to the whip, no baggage claim
Whole lotta styles, can't even pronounce the name
You ain't got no style, see you on my Instagram
I be rockin' it like it's fresh out the pan
Only when I'm takin' pics, I'm the middleman
Walk, talk it like a boss, I just lift the hand
Three million cash, call me Rain Man
Money like a shower, that's my rain dance
And we all in black, like it's Gangland
Say the wrong word, you be hangman
Watch me stick to your bitch like a spray tan
Aw, Mr. 'What Kind Of Car He In?'
In the city love my name, nigga, I ain't gotta say it
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, f*ck what a nigga say
It's all the same, like Mary-Kate
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, let you get a taste
Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Yeah, that's cool but he ain't like me
Lotta girls like me, niggas wanna fight me
Nigga, get yo ass checked like a f*ckin' Nike
Me not icey, that's unlikely
And she gon' suck me like a f*ckin' Hi-C
Aw, chains on the neck for the whole team
And I feel like Gucci with the ice cream
And my bitch want the Fenty, not the Maybelline
I'm the black JB, the way these bitches scream
Make these bitches scream
Pretty little thing
Like my nigga AE, say, "yadadamean"
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, f*ck what a nigga say
It's all the same, like Mary-Kate
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, let you get a taste
Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Yeah that's cool
(Offset)
Yeah, I'ma put the drip on the plate (drip, drip)
Diamond ice glac', niggas imitate (ice, ice)
Aye, aye feed me grapes Maybach with the drac' (grape)
Slow pace in the Wraith, got this shit from bae
Diamonds up to par, the cookie hittin' hard (hard)
The 'Rari sit in park, on Addy, on Mars (Mars)
Shotgun shells, we gon' always hit the target (blaow)
Popcorn, big shell poppin' out the cartridge (pop it)
3400 Nawfside, Charles Barkley
4-8-8, Ferrari
Make her get on top of me and ride me like a Harley
She wanna keep me company and never want depart me (no)
(Depart me) Yeah, fishtail in the parking lot (skrt, skrt)
I don't kick it with these niggas 'cause they talk about 'cha
And I got the fire, don't make me spark it out 'cha
Keep it in my back pocket like it's a wallet
Like the way she suck it, suck it like a Jolly (whoa)
Stack it up and put it with the whole project (racks)
And she got the Patek on water moccasin
I'm rich in real life, I get that profit, copy
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, let you get a taste
Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Yeah, that's cool, but he ain't like me
Taste, taste, LA, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Miami, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Oakland, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, New York, do you love the taste?
Taste, taste, Chi-Town, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Houston, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Portland, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, overseas, let them bitches taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Taste, taste, worldwide they gon' get a taste
Slide on a pimp game with my pinky ring
Lotta gang, lotta bitches, and a icy chain
Why you claim that you rich? That's a false claim
I be straight to the whip, no baggage claim
Whole lotta styles, can't even pronounce the name
You ain't got no style, see you on my Instagram
I be rockin' it like it's fresh out the pan
Only when I'm takin' pics, I'm the middleman
Walk, talk it like a boss, I just lift the hand
Three million cash, call me Rain Man
Money like a shower, that's my rain dance
And we all in black, like it's Gangland
Say the wrong word, you be hangman
Watch me stick to your bitch like a spray tan
Aw, Mr. 'What Kind Of Car He In?'
In the city love my name, nigga, I ain't gotta say it
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, f*ck what a nigga say
It's all the same, like Mary-Kate
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, let you get a taste
Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Yeah, that's cool but he ain't like me
Lotta girls like me, niggas wanna fight me
Nigga, get yo ass checked like a f*ckin' Nike
Me not icey, that's unlikely
And she gon' suck me like a f*ckin' Hi-C
Aw, chains on the neck for the whole team
And I feel like Gucci with the ice cream
And my bitch want the Fenty, not the Maybelline
I'm the black JB, the way these bitches scream
Make these bitches scream
Pretty little thing
Like my nigga AE, say, "yadadamean"
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, f*ck what a nigga say
It's all the same, like Mary-Kate
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, let you get a taste
Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Yeah that's cool
(Offset)
Yeah, I'ma put the drip on the plate (drip, drip)
Diamond ice glac', niggas imitate (ice, ice)
Aye, aye feed me grapes Maybach with the drac' (grape)
Slow pace in the Wraith, got this shit from bae
Diamonds up to par, the cookie hittin' hard (hard)
The 'Rari sit in park, on Addy, on Mars (Mars)
Shotgun shells, we gon' always hit the target (blaow)
Popcorn, big shell poppin' out the cartridge (pop it)
3400 Nawfside, Charles Barkley
4-8-8, Ferrari
Make her get on top of me and ride me like a Harley
She wanna keep me company and never want depart me (no)
(Depart me) Yeah, fishtail in the parking lot (skrt, skrt)
I don't kick it with these niggas 'cause they talk about 'cha
And I got the fire, don't make me spark it out 'cha
Keep it in my back pocket like it's a wallet
Like the way she suck it, suck it like a Jolly (whoa)
Stack it up and put it with the whole project (racks)
And she got the Patek on water moccasin
I'm rich in real life, I get that profit, copy
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, let you get a taste
Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Yeah, that's cool, but he ain't like me
Taste, taste, LA, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Miami, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Oakland, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, New York, do you love the taste?
Taste, taste, Chi-Town, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Houston, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, Portland, you can get a taste
Taste, taste, overseas, let them bitches taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, she can get a taste
Taste, taste, do you love the taste?
Taste, taste, worldwide they gon' get a taste
Writer: Cameron Forbes Lewis, David L Doman, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Michael Stevenson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Made Me
It's crazy how they love you
Then they hate you
Then they love you again
I'm the one that made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Your love made me cold and heartless, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pressure made my diamonds flawless, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can't let nobody change me
Won't let nobody claim me
'Cause I'm the one that made me
Yeah, I'm the one that made me
Drop float, then I make the girls go crazy (Go)
And I'm so on my own wave, could you blame me? (Nope)
Speaking on my name in the press 'cause he ain't me (Damn)
You could do it too, lil' homie, ain't gotta hate me (Nah)
Money made me do it, I'm watching for where the snakes be (Yeah)
Lotta folk turned they back, it was my dream
Pain made me love the hate that you gave me (Damn)
Amen (Amen), hundred thousand when the day end (Day end)
I feel like Floyd, hit my money dance (Money dance)
I'm buy matching ice for all my friends (Friends)
My mama need a new Benz (Benz)
Young boy, never goin' broke again ('Gain)
I feel like Khaled now, all I do is win (Win)
I know my role when I play it like a champion (Swish)
A lot of boys throwin' shots, it don't phase him
I'm the one that made me, yeah, yeah, yeah (I'm the one)
Your love made me cold and heartless, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Made me cold and heartless, yeah)
Pressure made my diamonds flawless, yeah, yeah, yeah
(All this ice I got, woah)
Can't let nobody change me
Won't let nobody claim me
'Cause I'm the one that made me
Yeah, my life is on amazing
My life, don't take for granted
I'm far from a beginner (Yeah)
We celebrate, doin' dinner
She love that I'm independent
I love she independent
Respect them type of women (Respect)
Champagne (Champagne), on the jet take away the pain (That pain)
Went from no-name (Name), now they know my name (Know my name)
We was ghost, bae (Ghost, bae)
We was both way (Both way)
Back on the charts
I know you missing me (You miss me)
If I could choose love or success
I would choose you over death
If I could do it all over again
I would chose next
'Cause I'm the one that made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Your love made me cold and heartless, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Made me cold and heartless, yeah)
Pressure made my diamonds flawless, yeah, yeah, yeah
(All this ice I got, woah)
Can't let nobody change me
Won't let nobody claim me
'Cause I'm the one that made me
I'm the one that made me, yeah
I'm the one that made me
No, I won't let it change me
Yeah, I'm the one that made me
Then they hate you
Then they love you again
I'm the one that made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Your love made me cold and heartless, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pressure made my diamonds flawless, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can't let nobody change me
Won't let nobody claim me
'Cause I'm the one that made me
Yeah, I'm the one that made me
Drop float, then I make the girls go crazy (Go)
And I'm so on my own wave, could you blame me? (Nope)
Speaking on my name in the press 'cause he ain't me (Damn)
You could do it too, lil' homie, ain't gotta hate me (Nah)
Money made me do it, I'm watching for where the snakes be (Yeah)
Lotta folk turned they back, it was my dream
Pain made me love the hate that you gave me (Damn)
Amen (Amen), hundred thousand when the day end (Day end)
I feel like Floyd, hit my money dance (Money dance)
I'm buy matching ice for all my friends (Friends)
My mama need a new Benz (Benz)
Young boy, never goin' broke again ('Gain)
I feel like Khaled now, all I do is win (Win)
I know my role when I play it like a champion (Swish)
A lot of boys throwin' shots, it don't phase him
I'm the one that made me, yeah, yeah, yeah (I'm the one)
Your love made me cold and heartless, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Made me cold and heartless, yeah)
Pressure made my diamonds flawless, yeah, yeah, yeah
(All this ice I got, woah)
Can't let nobody change me
Won't let nobody claim me
'Cause I'm the one that made me
Yeah, my life is on amazing
My life, don't take for granted
I'm far from a beginner (Yeah)
We celebrate, doin' dinner
She love that I'm independent
I love she independent
Respect them type of women (Respect)
Champagne (Champagne), on the jet take away the pain (That pain)
Went from no-name (Name), now they know my name (Know my name)
We was ghost, bae (Ghost, bae)
We was both way (Both way)
Back on the charts
I know you missing me (You miss me)
If I could choose love or success
I would choose you over death
If I could do it all over again
I would chose next
'Cause I'm the one that made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Your love made me cold and heartless, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Made me cold and heartless, yeah)
Pressure made my diamonds flawless, yeah, yeah, yeah
(All this ice I got, woah)
Can't let nobody change me
Won't let nobody claim me
'Cause I'm the one that made me
I'm the one that made me, yeah
I'm the one that made me
No, I won't let it change me
Yeah, I'm the one that made me
Writer: Michael Stevenson, Andrew Bazzi
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Legendary is the seventh studio album by American rapper Tyga, released on June 7, 2019, by Last Kings Records and Empire Distribution. It follows the release of his sixth album Kyoto (2018). It includes the singles "Taste" featuring Offset, "Goddamn" (featuring A Boogie wit da Hoodie on the album version), and "Haute" featuring Chris Brown and J Balvin.
A deluxe version of the album was released on August 23, 2019. It features four previously released singles: "Dip" with Nicki Minaj, "Girls Have Fun" featuring G-Eazy and Rich the Kid , "Swish" and "Floss in the Bank", as well as four new songs.
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TygaA deluxe version of the album was released on August 23, 2019. It features four previously released singles: "Dip" with Nicki Minaj, "Girls Have Fun" featuring G-Eazy and Rich the Kid , "Swish" and "Floss in the Bank", as well as four new songs.
Genre(s): Hip hop, trap, R&B
Producer(s): B HAM, Boi-1da, D. A. Doman, Dr. Luke, Dupri, Extendo Beatz, Kaelin Capron, K.E. on the Track, Murda Beatz, Mustard, Sool Got Hits, TT Audi
Length: 42:03
Released: June 7th, 2019
Year: 2019